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Hey, see, there you go! [Sans is scraping the edges of his consciousness for enthusiasm and he's surprised by the amount he finds, even if he's a little strained with all the thoughts that were happening a little while ago. It's easier when Papyrus is thinking about bedtime stories and the costume party.] You got it fast, it took me a while to figure it out.

[It was mostly Sans drifting around his bedroom thinking "wow Papyrus is not going to be happy if I'm stuck being invisible forever". He'd gotten it in the end, though. Maybe that's what matters? Well, what matters right now is making sure Papyrus finishes solidifying.] Okay, hand next.